[Yang Menghuo POV]
"Fine then, Bao, let's go there," Shi Ying said.
Yang Menghuo was already excited, thinking he would get some red lingerie for Ying Jie for their first night after the wedding.
Ying Jie led him to the shed and then took out an old bike fit for two people. Shi Ying told Meng Bao, "Bao, can you ride a bike?"
"…"
Honestly, Yang Menghuo never rode a bike before. When he was just a kid, he didn't have any bikes because his parents were too busy in life, so they bought him regular toys that he could safely play with.
He also got some toys that were somehow padded on edge to avoid him getting hurt. Even though Meng Bao was already seven years old at that point, he wouldn't be that stupid.
He tried asking his late grandma for a bike, but she couldn't watch over Menghuo while he was cycling because she was too old. And she didn't trust the security guard, afraid that Menghuo would get hurt due to his carelessness.